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capsoul – star systems lyrics

no, no, no.. no, no, no, no, no.. (2x)

back in the day i was a lonely child
only had a playstation where my imagination would always run wild
my mother went to work at the us open
father was a super fixing elevators that were broken
and i always felt a similar way
feeling stuck without a way to elevate
wasn’t happy even if i had some better grades
seems like everyone is focused on money and getting the letter a
man, i swear there was some better days
but i feel like i only remember the deader days
back to story telling, before all that
we lived in the bronx, low money, looked like we always needed more of that
sister started working in the city
managing other people’s money
it’s funny how everybody is running for the same thing
i’ve never even wanted the d-mn bling
everybody looking at me crazy
cause my dreams make me look like i’m going through a phase b
this sh-t is amaze me
how everyone is so far, their vision is hazy
i’m not an emcee, i project pictures, call me amc
contemplating whether i should quit
my demons telling me to cop a bar and take a trip
sometimes i feel like my thoughts are playing going in rewind
cause i’m still thinking about the past i thought i left behind
tell me what i would’ve been if my father was here?
tell me what the f-ck to do, why am i even here?
i should overdose and end up in the troposphere
i love my life but i’m like hanging off a chandelier
the sh-t i’ve been through
i have such a positive soul, but just know that saints can sin too
i stay in the booth like a plan to k!ll the president
fame, b-tches and money, man that sh-t was never relevant
marina, theatres, spotting beamers and greens that is fina
summer sixteen, a cantina, beaches, trip, morning kissena
go somewhere by the ocean, reject the potions
cause it matters to see life with a different motion
picture this, i’ve been on my edgar allan poe sh-t
kosher, by the building where they sell the c-ke sh-t
dreams of being in ca, i’m in nyc on lsd
said e would get me easy, talking ecstasy, that’s x to me
had this instrumental, phonies tryna jack the melody
these motherf-ckers dozy, got my homie on that ketamine
they love taking music in like a vaccine
or illegal remedies that keep you lifted like crack fiends
i got rhymes that can cover the waters of the atlantic
or deep like venturing to the underworld to be satanic
it’s literally 5:53 am
i’ve been spitting rhymes like money out of an atm
it just never stops
like blood coming and finding its f-cking way through the blood clot
i’m tighter than fort knox
it’s capsoul

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